xiao’s feeling odd. he’s been feeling like this ever since he arrived at your place. your boyfriend’s been needy, silently begging for any touches. xiao was currently lay on you, resting his head on your chest as you combed your fingers through his hair. “you sleepy yet?” you ask softly, fingers finding his face, gently petting his cheek. “no..” xiao huffed, arms tightening around your middle. “aw... baby. need more loving?” you tease softly, rubbing his bottom lip lovingly.
xiao hummed, nuzzling your hand. “wan’t me to give you attention?” his eyes found your face, his orbs needy for anything. “come up here, baby. i wanna give you smooches.” you smile and xiao scrambles up onto your lap. you kiss his lips softly, and your boyfriend’s arms wrap around your neck, lips desperate. your hands found his hips, pulling him close. xiao moved on instinct, bucking against you with a whimper. “oh, baby.. you’re so needy.” you smile against his lips. xiao hums happily, cupping your face so he can kiss you more. your hands slip under the hoodie he stole from you, and you feel xiao shiver from your touches.
"tell me what you want xiao."you mumble, kissing up his neck. "w-want you.." he replies, voice barely above a whisper. "speak up, sweetheart. i wanna hear you." he shivers as your tongue teases his sensitive skin. "i.. i want you, mommy... please..?" xiao speaks up, feeling you smile against his skin. "of course baby." you giggle, kissing his neck once more before moving to give his lips attention.
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xiao's moans fill your ears, driving your hips into him further. "you sound so good, baby." you compliment, hands slipping down to stimulate his small cock. xiao wails, tears falling down his face as he writhes under your touches. "m-mommy- mommy, it's too much! mommy!" xiao sings, groaning loudly as you pump his cock as best you can considering how small it was. "are you going to cum again, baby?" you smile, admiring how his tiny dick twitches in your palm. xiao arched up against you, his cum spilling into your hand as he cries. "good baby.. you're doing so well." you smile, using your other hand to wipe away his tears. "too much... too much.." he babbled, holding your hand as you thrust into him. your boyfriend's a trembling mess under you, drool dribbling down his bottom lip. “you can do it, you’re such a good boy for me.” you smile, angling your hips to hit that one spot that made him see stars. “mommy!” xiao yelps, his back arching as his angry red cock pulsates, close to coming again. “come on, baby...” you smile, your fingers barely being able to stroke him before he cums again. leaning down to kiss him, your hand slowly finds his neck as he whines loudly. “m-mommy, please! it’s too much!” he slurs, his glossy eyes staring up at you, half lidded and full of lust.
“oh? i thought you wanted this considering you’ve been throwing yourself at me all day..” you trail off, your hand starting to squeeze his throat. “i guess we’ll just stop here.” you tease, your hips slowly coming to a stop. “w-wait! j-just slow down, please?” xiao gives you his best puppy dog eyes, and you smile. your fingers tightened around his neck, slowly cutting off his airways and he lets out a strangled moan. you stare at his tiny erection, watching it twitch and throb. you can’t help but tease his slit ever so gently. xiao’s back arches, and his body trembles as he eventually cums once again. “you seriously just came from me choking you?” you laugh, “you’re such a dirty pup, huh? cumming just from mommy choking you..” you continue, letting him go and relishing his pornographic moans. xiao gasps in air, his hands clutching you desperately as you slowly grind your hips into him. “one last time, baby. you’re doing so well.” you say, moving your hand from his bruising neck to rub his thigh. “m-mommyy...” he whimpers, eyes rolling back as your hips grind against his prostate. “i’ve got you baby.” you soothe, swatting away his hand when it wanders down to his cock.
xiao lets out a moan for each thrust, his trembling thighs clutching your hips, eventually he came with a wail, spit dribbling down his chin and tears slipping down his cheeks. “ohh, good boy. such a good boy for me.” you praise, hand’s cupping his face. “well done baby, you did so well for me.” xiao smiles at you and his eyes flutter closed as you pepper soft kisses over his face. pulling out , you unclip it and put it to the side to wash it later. scooping your boyfriend into your arms, you get up carefully. “c’mon then, let’s get you into the bath.” you say softy, letting him nuzzle into your neck as you walk off to the bathroom.
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sorry for the abrupt end- wanted to get this out asap bc its been a while lol
you caught your boyfriend's stare in your mirror, a soft grin on his face as he admired you. "what?" you smile, moving your lip gloss away from your lips. "nothin', just enjoying the view." tendō replied, going back to reading the last few pages of his latest volume of jump!. "of course you are." you humour his comment with an eye roll, carefully applying your gloss. "is that the bubblegum flavoured one that i got you?" tendō says, clearly not reading. "mhm." you hum, screwing the lid back on and admiring your makeup.
"cool. does it actually taste like bubblegum though?" your boyfriend wondered, putting his volume down and approaching you. lanky arms wrap around your shoulders as he leans forward to steal a kiss. tendō hummed in thought, licking his lips slightly. "well?" you giggle, watching him process the taste. "dude... it actually does." he laughed, kissing you again. melting into his longer kiss, you gently rest your hand on his cheek, a loving gesture that grew on him quickly.
"that lip gloss tastes better than what i thought it would." tendō comments when you pull away. "you should wear it when i rail you." the redhead winks playfully. you let out a joking 'ugh'. "you had to ruin the mood, didn't you?" you laugh as he grabs your hand and gives it a pull. "come on. the team's probably wondering where we are. they've been dying to meet you." tendō grins, giving you one final kiss before you both leave.
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bonus:
you sat with tendō and the whole of his volleyball team, listening to them as they chattered away about future jobs. "say, y/n.. are you wearing lip gloss?" goshiki asked, not interested in the conversation the others held. "they are and it tastes fucking amazing." tendō pipes up before you could answer his question. "what the fuck...?" goshiki laughs, turning away from the two of you jokingly. "what do you mean it tastes good?" semi piped in. "honestly dude, it tastes like fucking bubblegum." tendō laughs and you can't help but chuckle too. "can i taste it?" goshiki smiles brightly at you and you nod, pulling out the tube of gloss from your bag and smudging some onto his finger. goshiki carefully applied the gloss, giving his lips a small kitten lick. his eyes brightened when he realised tendō was telling the truth and he turned to offer semi the rest on his finger. the setter rolls his eyes, letting his friend apply it gently before testing it too. "see? it tastes good." tendō teases as he nudges semi under the table with his foot. "knock it off." semi said as he kicked back, but agrees that it does in fact taste nice.
with a survivor!s/o who is neglected/bullied by other survivors.
warnings: bullying, violence, mentions of death, toxic behaviour (on your teams end), mentions of physical violence (if i miss anything please let me know!)
*italics are translated korean- idk korean so i put it in italics instead :(
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ghostface:
danny found you hidden away, not bothering pulling yourself up from the wall you slouched against to run at the sight of him. your slashes oozed, making you dizzy. “hello, darling.” your friend grinned behind his mask, crouching in front of you. you sniffle in response, glossy eyes finally looking at him. “penny for your thoughts?” the killer asked, sitting down on the dead grass and pulling off his mask. “‘m tired...” you reply with a raspy voice, tears slipping down your face. “i don’t want to do this anymore, i-..” your voice wobbled. “hey, i get it. i get tired of this sometimes. same faces, same screaming. it’s such a bore.” he tried to sympathise, eyes taking in the broken survivor in front of him. “no. you don’t get it, johnson. i die every trial, i get left behind. i get fucked over all the time. i’m sick of it.” you cry, lip wobbling as you whimper.
“you’re right. i don’t get what you’re going through.” danny responded awkwardly, creating patterns in the ground with his knife. “do they help you at all?” he asks, and you shake your head no. the killer doesn’t know why he feels so mad, but he does. “do they treat you like this outside of the trials?” danny queries, leaning towards you. you nod, letting out a soft sob. he felt a sad nostalgia of his childhood, being the outcast, the freak, the child everyone hates. “why don’t you start staying with me? i hover around haddonfield and ormond. michael might care, but the legion won’t. they’ll keep you safe.” danny offers, cupping your bloody cheek with a gloved hand. “please..?” you whimper, hearing the last gen pop and the gates powering up. “hey, forget them. get hatch, come meet me at ormond straight away, i’ll take care of you.” danny smiles, pulling you into a hug.
you melt into his arms, crying into his jacket. “come on, lets get you to the hatch.” he lifts you up, letting you cling to him as he stalks off. the ghostface rubs your back comfortingly before sitting you down next to the hatch he had noted upon the 3rd gen popping. “you gonna be ok?” he asks softly, wiping blood away from your face. “i think so.. thank you..” you give him a soft smile as the end game collapse commences. “don’t thank me, i’ve got your back.” danny chuckles, giving you a soft kiss. “i’m gonna go shoo them out. remember, meet me at ormond.” danny says, teasingly poking your cheek. “okay..” you breathe out, watching him pull his mask down and stalk towards the gate in the distance. for once, you felt safe.
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ji-woon hak:
stalking towards the generator that had blown up, ji-woon hummed softly as he spun his bat idly. upon seeing you, weeping and clutching your eye, his happy mood soured. “y/n?” your boyfriend frowned, putting his bat down and sitting in front of you. “hey, lemme see.” he whispered, gently grabbing your hand and pulling it away from your face. rage bubbled up in him upon seeing the bruise on your eye and how your nose bled. “what happened, kitty?” ji-woon furrowed his brows, but his features softened when you kept crying. “david hit me when i fucked up the gen..” you whimper, letting him cradle you against his chest. “oh, angel...” he mumbled, kissing your head. “i’ll kill him for you, don’t worry.” ji-woon says softly, wiping blood away from his face. your breath hitched as you cling to him, your face aching as your tears come to a slow stop. “come on, my love. i’ll let you stay with me.”
he takes your hand, pulling you up and picking up his bat, stalking off. “which way did he go, darling?” he smiles, letting you lead the way. “daaaaviiiiid?” he called out with a laugh, wrapping his arm around you shoulders. “there..!” you mumble, pointing to where david was running. “lets go.” ji-woon grinned, tugging you along as he chased your teammate. your boyfriend handed you some knives, “i’ll let you do the honours, angel.” he grinned. you breathe, staring at davids back. ji-woon guides your hands, helping you throw them with accuracy. “well done, my love.” he kisses your cheek softly, taking over in the chase. david’s scream made you flinch as ji-woon strikes his back, sending the fighter toppling forward. the brit landed ungracefully, groaning as his eyes find you. king glares before being picked up. ji-woon wandered off, gesturing for you to follow.
david groaned in pain, still glaring at you as he tried to break from your boyfriend’s grasp. “should’ve known not to trust you, you whore.” he spat, and ji-woon sighed. he slammed david down onto the hook, relishing his scream. “didn’t your mother teach you manners?” the pop star teases, watching david fume. “i’ll have you, and your little lapdog.” king snaps, thrashing to try and kick ji-woon. you watch anxiously, grabbing ji-woon’s arm for comfort as the injured man tries to hurt him. “you’re a no good traitor, y/n. watch your back.” the fighter shouted, and you looked away. “hey!” ji-woon yelled, making you jump. “you ever threaten, or ever hurt- actually no. if you ever even look at them the wrong way, i’ll make your life here a living hell. got it, king?” ji-woon threatens, grabbing a knife and twisting it to make david grimace. “fuck you.” he spat, and your boyfriend flinched when the spit hit his cheek. “ji-woon..-“ you tried to calm him, but your lover wasn’t having it. “sorry, baby.” he grinned, gripping his bat as he raised it high. “i’m not letting this one go.” the bat swung down with a hard blow.
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frank morrison:
you whimper, limping towards ormond. you had been jumped by your ‘teammates’ and your body ached. joey saw you first, rushing over to help like the big brother he was. “frank!” he called, checking your injuries. “what?!” frank snapped back, turning and freezing as he saw your terrified appearance. “jesus- fuck! what the hell happened?” he shouts, running to you. the canadian scoops you up into his arms as julie comes out of the ski lodge. “what the fuck is going on?” she asks loudly, susie peeking over her shoulder curiously. “get a fuckin’ first aid kit, jules!” frank demands, and susie’s on the task immediately. julie jogs over, “the hell happened to you?” she grimaces, checking for any serious injuries. “i.. they..” you could barely form a sentence, breaking down. “oh, darling...” she whispers, guiding the group back to the lodge. “joey can you get into the kitchen and make some hot chocolate?” julie asks and joey nods, ruffling your hair gently before walking off, his stature still tense with worry and anxiety.
frank sits you down on the couch, pulling you close and giving you soft kisses. susie gave the first aid kit to julie, who sat on your other side, observing your face. “it’s only a few cuts, mostly bruising from the looks of things.” she noted, cleaning the cut on your cheek. “that’s good..” susie comments softly, leaning over the back of the couch to hug you. “here we are!” joey smiled, handing you a mug of steaming hot chocolate. “thank you...” you smile, letting susie place a hello kitty bandaid on your cheek. “i found these.” she giggled, laughing more when frank rolled his eyes. “of course you did.” he jokes, pinching her hoodie. “are uhh... are you ok, y/n...?” joey asks anxiously, shuffling from foot to foot. “i’m a little shaken, but i’ll be fine joey. thanks.” you say as you give the anxious boy a smile. he breathes a relieved sigh. “what happened anyway?” julie asks, cleaning another cut gently. “ace, david and dwight thought it would be funny to beat me up.” you shrug, trying to act like it didn’t hurt. “what?!” frank blinked, processing what you had said. “i’m gonna fucking have them.” julie growled, letting susie take over taking care of your cuts in case she got too mad. “who does that to a teammate?” joey snapped as frank wrapped his arm around you protectively. “well, it’s not gonna happen anymore. you’re staying away from all of them and you’re staying with us.” he replied, firmly. it was clear there was no changing his mind. no one hurt his baby and got away with it.
